{{Unedited}} When Marielle woke again, her stomach twisted in knots as it all came flooding back and she buried her face and cried. He was there but had actually fallen asleep in the wee hours of the morning. The moment she began to sob he woke, and drew her back against himself protectively. “It’s okay,” …
{{Unedited}} When the Moretti’s returned, there was brief exchanges of pleasantries and Austin announced that he was taking Marielle to The Village. Of course, she could only guess at what that meant, but Rick seemed to think it was a wonderful idea. -Did you tell them? She asked, as they got into the car …
{{Unedited}} When Austin pulled up to Marielle’s apartment building and parked the car, he left the engine running for a moment, and neither of them moved. His eyes followed a path to her apartment building, which looked like a prison in his mind. He was about to say goodbye to “them” for real, wasn’t he? …
{{Unedited}} “How are you?” Klara asked from behind Vincent as he tinkered with a metallic piece that he’d fit onto their spike. He turned to her. “I’m okay, I guess.” He paused, crossing his arms over his chest. “How was the holiday?” Klara shrugged a shoulder and went silent for a moment as she pushed …
{{Unedited}} When Vincent left, he was promptly shoved against the wall by Austin who immediately had a finger in his face. “What do you want, Austin?” Vincent growled. “I want you to promise me…” Vincent shoved his hands in his slack pockets and shrugged, shaking his head. “Promise you what, Austin?” “You’re a coward. …
{{Unedited}} When Marielle woke up, she wasn’t as peaceful as she’d been when she’d ended the night. Not because she’d changed her mind – she smiled softly at the ring as it glittered on her finger – but because she knew that she had to tell Austin that she’d said yes to being Vincent’s wife …
{{Unedited}} Austin rolled over and flicked the light on. Below the lamp was the picture of the Queen of Hearts card stained with blood… his blood… her blood… the blood of their enemies… it didn’t matter. What he knew right now was that he was shivering and it wasn’t that cold in his house. And …
{{Unedtied}} He was coughing again, a lot… and the more that Vincent looked at him, the more it hurt his heart and his mind. Vincent lifted a hand and put it to Hazal’s back. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered, and he meant it. But all that Vincent wanted to do was escape. He wanted …
{{Unedited}} Marielle had walked away when she heard Austin calling to her. His voice was overwhelming and all-consuming in her head, sometimes. -Come to me… he’d begged and she’d started toward him. But why? To what end? Marille knew that if she went to him and actually made it to the piano and the …
{{Unedited}} “Your move…” Cory taunted, staring down at the chess set. Vincent started to lift a chess piece. “You sure about that, boyo?” Vincent paused, thinking, and then peering up into Cory’s eyes to try and read him. Cory smirked and sat back against the chair and in that instant, Vincent knew. “Oui, mon …